Fear. Pain. Death. So many things make us want to commit suicide. And yet, we live anyways. Drowning. Pills. Blood. So many things can bring death. And yet, we live anyways. Bullies, betrayal, loss. So many things cause terrible pain. And yet, we live anyways. Being forgotten, being pushed aside, being beaten. So many things fill us with fear. And yet, we live anyways. We live life despite all the reasons not to. All the reasons to just let go. We live because of the love, the happiness, the moments of peace. Mothers, friends, pets. They bring us love and companionship. So we live. Movies, books, candy. These things give us happiness in the moat simplest form. So we live. Silence, rain, nature. It brings us small moments of peace in a world of chaos. So we live
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My story
Short StoryBasically it's a bunch of deep poems I wrote that go with issues I've faced. It's different than anyone else has done so I decided to try it.
